Friday, September 23, 2011

The polite way to eat an oreo

*Bite*
HENSON: (pinching the cookie between his pointer finger and thumb) "Oh, thank you, Oreo."

OREO: (in a high-pitch voice sounding a lot like Henson) "You're welcome."

*Bite*
HENSON: "Oh, thank you, Oreo."

OREO: "You're welcome."

And repeat until the cookie is delicately devoured.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Even superheros need their 'Auggie' and sippy cup



just have to figure out how....

....ahhhh...there we go.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

So it begins

This photo tells me two things:
1. Henson had his first day of Sonshine School on Thursday.
2. Henson needs a haircut. Badly.

The shirt/backpack matching was unintentional, but looked great for the photo. Though, green has always been his signature color.

Neither of us had any tears at drop off (yay us!), though I was the real threat there. I think he and I were both very ready for him to start going to school. I think he is getting so bored with me at home.
We are both going to love this!

Thursday, September 15, 2011

5 months

Sunday marked month 5 for this not-so-little guy. I just cannot get enough of him! Simon is the sweetest, calmest baby.

He loves to be held, but sleeps great on his own (can't live without that!).
He is pretty low key, but likes to observe the action.
He FINALLY started rolling over during "wake-times" last week. He seems pleased with himself for waiting until HE was ready.
He started cereal, but so far is unimpressed. He definitely prefers his bottle (as if you can't tell by the pic).
His first real "trick" is giving kisses, which mostly happen just before you lay him down at night. Love it!

He does like his brother, but I honestly think his brother likes him more. He is SO ready for a playmate, and sometimes Simon ends up in tears because Henson is so 'in-your-face' excited.

I just can't get enough of little man!




Sunday, September 04, 2011

Saturday, September 03, 2011

Pain brings progress. But progress can also bring a big mess that ends in you throwing away your shower curtain and some Lightening McQueen underwear.

Well, we're three weeks in to this whole potty trained thing, and this guy is doing fantastic. No accidents since week 1 and our only issue is that for some reason he has to try to go potty A LOT right before he is supposed to get in bed...hmmm...amazing how bed triggers the bladder.





This is how I found him today after he told me he had to go. Whatever helps you get the job done.

Welp....Thursday, about an hour after his dad leaves town for 5 days, THE accident happened. Yes 'THE' accident. I hear Henson get out of bed during his nap, which never happens. I go to the door and he has locked himself in, but I can smell something horrific through the door. I had to pick the lock and I will spare you the details of the source of the smell, but we went straight to the bathroom to clean him up.


After a huge stack of wipes....and a pair of underwear in the trash later...I got him back to bed.




When I went back in to the bathroom to make sure I didn't miss anything I noticed the shower curtain. Dun, dun, DUN!




Yeah, somehow he backed up against it without me noticing. Nice.



That is now in the garbage bin, and give me a chance to update my bathroom. Always a silver lining.




So I decided to go with something that would stand out. If this doesn't scream comfortable, spa-like bathroom I don't know what does:



Well, I actually decided that was a little too daring for me. So I went with this fabulous gem:







Friday, September 02, 2011

This is my warning

You know how you will somtimes watch a movie just based on the title, not knowing anything else about it?


And you know how sometimes you watch movies that make you cry, and you're not really sure why you do that to yourself but you can't stop watching?


This is my plea to you, especially if you are a parent:


DO NOT WATCH "RABBIT HOLE".


And, ESPECIALLY don't watch it alone when your two little boys are sweetly asleep in their beds.


Don't even ask my why I continued to watch it in a curled up ball of a weeping mess. I can't answer that question. But, now you have my warning.

Thursday, September 01, 2011

He, like, totally digs her

Henson looooooves Ava. He talks about her all the time and lights up and gets so excited every time he sees her.
But, I mean, wouldn't you? Look at that face! Plus she is just the sweetest, yet spunky, little thing.


I am liking the looks of this future...